For Houstonians, before there was Beyonce’, there was ZZ Top. There have not been a whole lot of major bands and artists who call Houston home; afterall, Houston is not known as a cultural mecca. But, during the 1970s and 1980s, it was hard to turn on the radio in Houston and NOT hear a blazing ZZ Top song.
Pictures at an Exhibition is one of the very few classical pieces to which I ever listen. There are ten movements in the piece, each representing a different painting at an art gallery, and the imagery really comes through — from lumbering ox carts to bustling markets to the majestic Gates at Kiev. But, it was the dreamy, repetitive Promenade which played over and over in my 7th grade head.
When I retired from the Marine Corps in the Summer of 2010, we moved to Lake Oswego, Oregon. I was super jazzed to cultivate fond summer swimming memories for my ten year old daughter while creating new/richer memories for myself as well.
Have you ever loved a song, but had no idea what the hell was being sung? Well, that happens to me all the time.